Joy

Coming from all sides, a variety of projectiles were aiming to tear Sun-Walker to pieces, like a furious dance, the treacherous vampire punched and kicked any and all that intruded upon the circle of light he casted on his surroundings.

Bones needles filled with potent poison and acids, bullets of various energies, some infused with all dead forces the skeleton possessed, some only made from a single ones or falling somewhere in between, waves of blood, spikes and ribs emerging from the soil, trying to lock him in place for other projectiles to hit true.

Countless thin arms harassed him from all sides, arrows and bolts raining down like an army was upon the vampire, even then, no matter what befell him, the disloyal gravelord proved that his status was not a fluke as he deflected and evaded all.

"Ah, enough of this!" puffing his chest, the light covering his body grew stronger, flashing truth upon the darkness.